[Fire Thirteen]: [Accidental Audio]

[batmanmecha]

[rustling papers signal that a comm has been turned on during some frantic search]

Calender calender... where the hell's the damn calender!

Dude, what's got yer panties in a twist?

... if that's a crack about me wearing dresses--

It's not, it's not! Chill, brah. What's up?

I need to know what today is!

... Feb Second.

... shit.

What? Dude,

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[drillsforhands]

You're old.

[batmanmecha]

... not really, no.

[drillsforhands]

Yeah, really! That's really old! *says the 'bot whose body tends to never last longer than a year*

[batmanmecha]

Well... maybe old for a child soldier, but I really am still a kid in human terms.

[badluckbabe]

[Expect Jinx to torment him a little when he comes to work by having the staff sing Happy Birthday to him and present him with an ice cream sundae, and two tickets to the local theater.]

[batmanmecha]

[Dammit Jinx. :|]

[dnaofahalfa]

Actually, I already had plans set up. If you didn't say anything, I was gonna drag you out anyway.

[batmanmecha]

E-eh...? Really?

[dnaofahalfa]

Yeah.

Remember, I know your alternates. I figured you'd probably keep the same birthday.

[batmanmecha]

Yehknow some people would consider that a really unfair advantage.